http://www.behappyordie.com
http://www.myspace.com/toiletpower

First project is:
A kLoKwErK kAoS which is an industrial/metal/goth blend with a few other genres thrown in for good measure now and again. Lyrical content often has to do with paradoxical views, psychological and philisophical material and various other crud.

Second is A kLoKwErK kAoS presents…
Which is an instrumental techno side project of the former and is often reportedly rather chaotic sounding especially in moer recent recordings (circa 2007).

There’s also a whole host of bands I plug on the band links page that I’d recomend anyone check out whether they consider them discordian, erisian, niether or whatever; they are just good musicians that deserve a listen.

website for both projects is: http://www.aklokwerkkaos.com use the audio nav to pick which project you’d like and listen or download free.

Ambassador KLOK KAOS

I forgot the dead milkmen!

what else did I miss???

Exorcising the Pentagon
October, 1967
All through the history of the Fugs in the ’60s, the war in Vietnam throbbed like an ever-seething soul sore. However much we partied, shouted our poetry and strutted around like images of Bacchus, we could never quite get it out of our mind. It was like that Dada poetry reading that Tristan Tzara gave in 1922 in Paris, with an alarm clock constantly ringing during the reading. The war was THE alarm clock of the late ’60s.
It seemed as if the war might become permanent, so there were big demonstrations planned for October of 1967 to surround the nerve center of the war– the Pentagon in Washington, D.C. Somebody came up with the idea of holding an Exorcism of this mystic pentagonal citadel of napalm and incineration.
I agreed to write and create the actual Exorcism. Tuli and I rented a flat bed truck and a sound system. The Fugs and a group of San Francisco Diggers climbed aboard and joined the protest march across the bridge from D.C. to the Pentagon. We positioned ourselves on the edge of a parking lot a few hundred feet from our target, while tens of thousands of marchers walked past, and I intoned a sing-song litany of exorcism after which we all began to chant “Out, Demons, Out!” over and over for about fifteen minutes. Filmmakers Barbara Rubin and Shirley Clarke filmed the chanting, while magician/ filmmaker Kenneth Anger positioned himself beneath the truck and performed his own ritual of exorcism. It was quite an afternoon.
When we had finished the exorcism, we walked onto the lawn in front of the Pentagon where lines of armed soldiers with rifles thrust forward stood guarding the entranceway. We were carrying dozens of yellow daisies. We paused in front of the young and obviously nervous soldiers and gently shoved some stems into some rifle barrels, then glanced back over our shoulders as we walked away, marveling at the vision of white petal jutting from dark metal.
It was a famous thing we did, and people praised us for our audacity, yet the Vietnam War went on for another seven years. So much for “Out, Demons, Out!” You can learn more about the big demonstration at the Pentagon in Norman Mailer’s Armies of the Night.
After the exorcism, The Fugs began their final series of performances at The Players Theater in Greenwich Village. Personnel had changed. We had assembled a very talented musical line-up: Charles Larkey on bass, Ken Pine on guitar, Dan Kootch on guitar and violin, and Ken Weaver on Drums. Richard Alderson recorded some of these final shows of 1967, which closed on New Year’s eve at the Players Theater.

I also consider Devo to be overtly Discordian (well, Subgenius. Same difference.) I agree about TMBG. Perhaps also Oingo Boingo?

and the various monty python songs – ( the fcc song http://singlenesia.com/news/story/3170027007 )

oh, & Spot 1019. ( http://www.spot1019.com/spotindex.html )

Re: Crash Worship. Yeah, totally crazy live. I had one eye on the fire exits. Absolutely insane. They do what they do very well.

you’re right, tool’s pretty damn funny

primus too